by Jay Banks
"It has been said that the enjoyment of days spent on a trout stream or in the field or woods in pursuit of game is magnified by the people with whom you are associated, the conversations that you have shared, and the scenes that you have enjoyed together. Any fish that you may have caught, or game birds that you have placed in the pocket of your hunting vest are only a bonus for that day. After eighty years of fishing, each cast that I make into a pool is a cast into my memories, and every memory is a trophy that I can't hang on the wall." - Jay Banks.
Many freewheeling novices were swept away by the brisk current of the 1992 film A River Runs Through It, a movie that romaticized fly-fishing as a metaphor for life. But Jay Banks has captured the essence of humor and innocence that lies deep within us in this book. His poetry of fishing and hunting will cause some, no doubt, to liken his meditative qualities to those of Zen. Readers are apt to become more hooked on his wisdom than any fish they are ever likely to catch. Truly, Doc's outdoor reflections are sensitive and soul nurturing when it comes to realizing the heart of what it means to grow up in Appalachia during the age that some have called America's finest generation. --John Blankenship- The Register Herald, Beckley, WV
About the author:
Jay Banks was born in 1921 in Raleigh, WV. After graduating from West Virginia University and serving in the U.S. Navy, he received his MD from the University of Arkansas School of Medicine and practiced medicine for fifty-three years. He and his wife, Marty, live in Union, West Virginia where he writes, paints, fishes for trout, and hunts grouse. Among his numerous publications are House Calls in the Hills: Memoirs of a Country Doctor; and The Call of the Hawk, a novel based on the Indian captivity of Margaret Handley Paulee.